This is not alarmist, southern Xinjiang is now facing such a choice, on the one hand, those strange insects and beasts are constantly approaching, on the other hand, the mountains and rivers are crumbling and disintegrating, and the Wanze realm has reached the edge of life and death.

At this moment, a small boat leaned lightly against the shore, and the stream arrived.

In Nanjin City, Cheng Xiaoxi stood on a high platform, surrounded by a crowd of black oppression, he knew the current situation of Wanze Realm, and also understood why people were anxious on their faces, he thought about it for a long, long time, until the crowd in the audience began to riot.

The fate of hundreds of thousands of people is at stake, and he cannot be treated carelessly, since Wan Ze Realm has handed over this decision right to him, then he will be responsible for all the living beings in Wan Ze Realm.

The waiting crowd finally heard the answer they wanted, and Cheng Xiaoxi gave up the land, but retained the right of all to live.

"My suggestion is to evacuate!"

Cheng Xiaoxi is not hard-hearted, he can't let hundreds of thousands of living beings in the entire Wanze Realm be martyred for Southern Xinjiang, they are also human beings, they also have the right to live, not to become sacrifices to the changes in heaven and earth.

Yes, it is a sacrifice, today's land of Shenzhou is like a huge altar, every disaster is the human race is sacrificing to heaven and earth, sacrificing for their lives, for the human race to continue to ask for sacrifices for heaven and earth, and for maintaining the stability of the land of Shenzhou has been depleted of spiritual power sacrifices.

These hundreds of thousands of beings in the Wanze Realm are just insignificant sacrifices on this huge altar, and there is such a change in southern Xinjiang, and the rest of the regions are not much at that time, after all, heaven and earth are one.

Today's people finally understand what the cycle is, why the heaven and earth are a whole, and everything that the human race has caused to this heaven and earth will be borne by the human race in the end.

Hundreds of thousands of living beings in the Wanze Realm suddenly woke up, but this awakening came too late, and the price brought by this awakening was too heavy.

Cheng Xiaoxi repaired a book, and sent it to Xiling by Xinniao, and now he could think of only Xiling as the place where he could take in these hundreds of thousands of people. Xiling has a thousand mountains, most of which can be used for placement, but I don't know if Xiling will agree to his request, after all, this request is like being difficult in a strong man.

There are indeed a thousand mountains in Xiling, most of which can be used to house creatures from the Wanze realm, and besides, the two countries are allies, so they should watch and help each other, which sounds like no problem.

It's just that Cheng Xiaoxi understands that if he wants to accept these hundreds of thousands of people in the Wanze Realm, the Xiling people's belief in the mountain god will inevitably be impacted. There is no other reason, the Xiling people have revered the mountain gods for generations, this belief has been deeply rooted, they can be said to love the mountains as their lives, even they are reluctant to cause damage to these mountains, but now they have to hand over to these people who came from the south to take refuge in survival, can they rest assured?

In addition, Shangguan Li is about to become the spirit of Xiling, and in the future, the thousands of mountains of Xiling will become her responsibility, and people from the Wanze realm will not love the mountains as much as the natives of Xiling.

Cheng Xiaoxi is very embarrassed, the situation in the Wanze Realm is too severe, he can only think of this way, Xiling has Shangguan Li to take care of, and the people of the Wanze Realm will definitely be worry-free after they go, and now it depends on how Xiling recovers.

This time Cheng Xiaoxi didn't plan to stay in the Wanze Realm for too long, after all, even the predecessors of the Battle Spirit were helpless about what happened here, he planned to leave here after three days, because Cheng Xiaoxi was very busy in these three days, and he met a lot of people, including his senior brother He Mao, including his master Wang Yue, including his grandfather, grandmother, uncle, including those familiar faces in the academy.

Originally, he wanted to meet Zuo Yulin, who regarded him as an enemy at the beginning, but his idea was destined to fail, after all, Zuo Yulin was now following his father, Zuo Fu, to suppress mutinies in various parts of southern Xinjiang.

It's still that small courtyard, the sign of Feng Yaju is still very eye-catching, and the layout of the courtyard is the same as back then, and it has been cleaned spotlessly.

The wooden chair stopped at the door of Feng Yaju, Cheng Xiaoxi was still sitting on the wooden chair, without the slightest intention of getting up, behind the wooden chair, were He Mao's two chubby hands, white and pure, and the skin of some women was smoother and more delicate than some women's skin.

The scene in front of him was the same as back then, Cheng Xiaoxi's eyes were a little moist, he cherished his feelings very much, and the friendship with his senior brother He Mao was cherished by him and deeply rooted in his heart.

I still remember that in the elixir garden, senior brother He Mao said to him with great pride: "Take what you like, take as much as you want, as long as you can carry it, let alone this elixir, as long as you obediently follow senior brother in the future, the entire southern Xinjiang will be yours." ”

Cheng Xiaoxi is very well-behaved, he really obediently follows behind his senior brother, the senior brother is really like his biological brother, all the delicious and fun things will be given to him, and the senior brother, who is the prince of Wanze Realm, will cook for him every day, and even steal the master's feng shui fish to cook and eat with him......

Cheng Xiaoxi wiped his eyes, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, let's go in!"

"Huh!"

He Mao agreed behind the wooden chair, then pushed the wooden chair and slowly walked into the courtyard.

The courtyard was the same as it had been at the beginning, except for the small tree in the middle, which was replaced by a cylindrical iron barrel half a foot high, and there was even a raging flame burning under it.

"That's right!"

Seeing that the junior brother was looking at the iron bucket, He Mao hurriedly opened his mouth to explain, only to hear him say with some excitement: "This is the furnace I asked the old man for, and I have refined a spiritual weapon in it, and it has been calcined for almost ten days." ”

"Spiritual weapons?"

Cheng Xiaoxi glanced at his senior brother, his eyes were a little suspicious, and his expression seemed to say, "You can also forge spiritual weapons!"

Who doesn't doubt it?

Even Wang Yue looked at He Mao after seeing it a few days ago, after all, He Mao didn't practice, how could he forge a spiritual weapon, if he really let him refine it, it would really subvert people's cognition.

Cultivation is not up to the heavenly realm, that is not able to create a spiritual weapon, now the spiritual weapons circulating on the land of Shenzhou are also passed down from generation to generation, each spiritual weapon represents an earth-shattering story, think about the original outside the Sword Gate, Bai Yinan's spiritual weapon "Soul Destroying Knife" was destroyed by Shangguan Li after his reaction, you know how precious the spiritual weapon is.

is such an extremely simple and ordinary iron bucket, the senior brother actually said that he had refined a spiritual weapon in it, which made Cheng Xiaoxi not doubt it.

"Cut, you still don't believe me. ”

He Mao didn't have this awareness, he believed very much in what he was refining, he smiled "hehe", and beckoned to Cheng Xiaoxi as if offering a treasure, Cheng Xiaoxi quickly got up from the wooden chair and followed him to the black iron bucket.

He Mao didn't sell it, and lifted the top of the iron bucket in front of his junior brother, and a stream of hot air suddenly rose from it, faintly forming a stream and seeing a spiritual light emerging in the barrel.

At this time, Cheng Xiaoxi was also somewhat certain.

"Could it be that Senior Brother is really forging spiritual weapons?"

This idea suddenly crossed his mind, and was quickly denied by him, what a joke, he had read countless classics, among which there were also descriptions of forging spiritual weapons by predecessors. Not to mention the calcination that requires an extremely high temperature earth fire to last for several years, but also the forger sends spiritual power to the blank every day, and finally even carves a spiritual array on the body.

None of these steps are missing, and the senior brother is a mortal, so I'm afraid that he can't complete any of them, so how can he forge a spiritual weapon?

"I'm afraid that if you reach the sky, you will refine an iron tool!"

In the end, Cheng Xiaoxi came to such a conclusion, the senior brother has always been a little unreliable, maybe he guessed it this time.

He took two steps closer, looked at the iron bucket on tiptoe, and said in his mouth: "Senior brother, you can't refine an ordinary weapon and deliberately tease me like this!"

He Mao glared, and said angrily: "Senior brother is so boring in your eyes, let you have a long experience today, so that you can know why your senior brother is qualified to be your senior brother!"

There is too much nonsense, Cheng Xiaoxi has been waiting for him to take out this so-called spiritual weapon, his expression is so focused that he doesn't even dare to blink his eyes.

"Senior brother, don't talk nonsense, quickly take out the spirit weapon. ”

He Mao glanced at him, and said angrily: "What's the panic, there must be a ceremony for this spiritual weapon to be baked, otherwise even if this spiritual weapon is refined, there is no soul in it, you just watch!"